Heartache

This story continues where Heartache 06 left off in the story 'Heartache' in /High School/.

Thanks to all who emailed me with their comments and encouragement. I appreciate to you all who followed Eric and Jake's budding relationship as lovers. It means a lot to me. I am sorry that the gaps between the chapters are quite long but I had been very busy with my 9-2-5 job.

Note:

This story is fiction and is by no means depictive of the life of any person, place or thing. It contains no penetrative sexual acts between males YET and should only be read if it is legal to do so in your area. Read at your own risk.

Heartache 07 By Fjord

"Wake up, Eric," Jake whispered rousing me from my deep sleep. "I love you," he said softly. His warm breath tickled my ear. His cheek pressed gently on mine.

I wanted to reply but then he kissed me, gently. It was just the slightest contact between our lips but it was electric.

I opened my eyes and his blue eyes were staring into mine. We were wrapped in each other's arms. His right leg was between my thighs. My hardness was pressing onto his thigh. The duvet was somewhere on the bedroom floor.

I got close and whispered in his ear, "I love you too, Jake."

He held me tight in his arms. I felt really good being so close to him. I did not want to move in case he thought I wanted to end our warm and comfortable embrace.

But then he started to rub his thigh against my cock. It slid freely, lubricated by my oozing precum. I moaned in pleasure and started to suck his neck.

He moved his head to kiss me. Our mouths meshed together hungrily. I sucked his tongue as he plunged it into my waiting mouth. He grabbed my ass and started to knead the cheeks and I groaned in delight. As his fingers moved and touched that sensitive spot between my butt cheeks, I pulled my mouth off his.

"Jake, not yet," I said breathlessly.

"Sorry, can't help myself. One of my fantasies about you," he replied as he looked me in the eyes, smiling wickedly.

"Maybe next time," I said to him.

"Next time you'll be begging for me to touch it," he said as he touched it again. I tensed up in reflex.

"Let's go slow, okay?" I said to him as I pushed him on to his back. My head was on his chest as my left hand caressed his flat and well defined stomach. I loved his body. It was taut and sinewy yet not bulky with muscles. At the same time, I wanted to divert his attention from my virgin ass. Jake was going too fast for me. I was an Amtrak Diesel train and he was a Japanese bullet train.

Jake suddenly sat up. I got out of his way just in time.

"Jake?" I said while running my hand on his back.

After a short silence he replied, "I just messed it up again, didn't I?"

"No you didn't," I quickly replied.

"Liar."

"You didn't do anything wrong, okay. It's just me. I'm not ready to do that yet."

"You're not ready for me to touch you there?"

"No... I mean yes... shit, I'm not ready to, you know...."

"Get my dick up your ass?"

"Yeah..." I mumbled softly.

Jake turned and looked at me. I could tell he was really concerned.

"Eric, trust me okay. I wasn't planning to do that. Not now anyway. I just wanted to try something I wanna do for you."

"What did you plan to do?" I asked while my dick started to rise again.

"Just trust me, okay?" Jake said as he reached for my hardening dick.

"Tell me what you wanna do first."

"Remember what I told you in the car?"

I frowned at him as I quickly replayed the events last night in my head. "Shit... You want to finger my asshole?"

Jake grinned and nodded. His eyes twinkled and my dick just got harder in his hand.

"Man, I've never even done that myself."

"We have a virgin here then," Jake said playfully.

I frowned again. Jake grinned even wider as I looked at him suspiciously.

"Yes Eric. I've tried it already."

"The Vaseline?"

"Yes, my handsome genius."

"God, what have you done Mr. Jacob Andersen?"

I grinned as Jake began to blush. He did not answer and just smiled at me.

"Any vegetables used?" I asked him and giggled.

He just grinned.

"Dildo?" I asked playfully.

He looked me in the eyes and kept grinning. I think that my eyes just got even bigger in amazement.

"You have a dildo?" I asked in a hushed voice.

"Bottom drawer wrapped in my socks."

I jumped out of the bed and went straight to the bottom drawer as Jake let out a snort. I searched (more like ransacked) the bottom drawer for the dildo but it was not to be found. As I turned to tell Jake this fact, I saw him looking at me with a big grin on his face.

"Fuck. You fucking liar." I exclaimed as I ran and jumped on him.

Jake was laughing helplessly on his back as I sat on him. That was a big mistake as I suddenly felt his hard dick on my ass. I muttered, "Shit," as I lifted my ass off him like it was on fire. Jake just laughed even more. In the end, I straddled his chest and pinned his arms down with my knees.

"You're gonna pay for this," I told Jake in my most menacing voice.

"I got you good, dude," Jake said as he continued giggling.

"Yeah. But who's on his back now?"

"You better get off me before I do it."

"Do what tough guy? Scream for help. I don't think so."

"Do this, my dirty minded pretty boy," Jake replied. He lifted his head, opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue and slowly licked the underside of the head of my penis. A sudden surge of pleasure spread all over my body as his rough yet velvety tongue slid purposely slow on my sensitive gland. I shivered with pleasure involuntarily.

"He likes it...." Jake said as he returned his head on the bed. He looked at me with a knowing smile. My eyes were burning with desire with anticipation of his next move but it was not meant to be. "Just get off my arms first, okay. It hurts like hell," Jake said to me with a grimace replacing his cute smile.

I quickly let go of his arms and lay down next to him while avoiding eye contact with Jake. My face was flushed with desire and my dick was throbbing, still remembering Jake's warm and wet tongue.

"Eric, it's 5 a.m. already. We got just 30 minutes, dude," Jake said to me. I felt his eyes looking at me but I did not want to look at him yet. I wanted him to put his mouth on my dick so badly, but I felt something inside that did not want Jake to do it. I did not want to lose my virginity yet.

"Jake, I don't think I'm ready for that one too."

"Man, I always do the wrong thing," Jake replied in frustration.

"Just jack me off, okay. I have no problem with jacking off."

"Okay, master Eric," Jake said in resigned tone. He wrapped his hand around my still erect penis and started to jerk me off. Jake feigned boredom. He looked up at the ceiling and started yawning while his right hand moved up and down my dick. By the way, my precum helped with the lubrication.

"Stop that, you dick! I want to enjoy this. I promise to let you suck me in the future. You'll be my first," I told Jake as I giggled at his successful attempt to make me laugh. Of course, the pressure in my balls was building up fast. The close encounter with his tongue was burnt on my head. Yes, that head.

"You want me to stop jacking you off?" Jake asked with his eyebrows raised. Lucky for me his expert hand never missed a beat. No pun intended.

"Stop talking, dickhead. I'm getting close," I warned him, in a loving way. I was getting pretty worked up by then. I was getting goose bumps. My body was tense in anticipation of a mind-blowing orgasm.

I started to buck my hips slightly and to moan with pleasure under Jake's hand. He started to lick my nipples, which made me moan even louder. My hands went to grab his soft blond hair that was wet with sweat. He went to my navel and poked his tongue inside. Yes, I got an "innie". I felt an electric shock that went right to my anus. He noticed my involuntary gasp and kept going at it. I was going out of control as his tongue in my navel and hands on my dick worked me to oblivion.

"Jake, I'm coming," I warned him using every bit of my remaining self control. Jake stopped boring his tongue into my navel and slid downwards. His left hand massaged my balls while his warm mouth sucked dangerously near my dick. As I moaned and felt my body tense up and my balls retracted for my impending orgasm, I knew he was going to do it. And he did. For the second time, he had slipped my dick into his pretty mouth without prior notice but I did not care anymore. He swallowed my dick whole and I came to a blinding orgasm. Everything went dark as waves and waves of pleasure ran through my body. He just kept his mouth on my dick and swallowed my cum as it spurted out again and again. Then, I just collapsed in ecstasy and exhaustion.

Jake only let me rest for a few minutes before shaking me awake again. "Eric, time to go."

I opened my eyes and saw some traces of cum on the side of his lips. It made me smile. I just felt really loving towards him. He swallowed my dick and my cum. It actually felt as if he had swallowed me whole. Technically, he did not give me a blowjob. So I did not feel too bad about it. But it did get me thinking of getting over my virginity issue pretty soon.

I got up with Jake's helping hands. My clothes were strewn all over the bedroom floor. He just lay down on the bed watching me get dressed. My hair was all astray but I just left it was. I looked pretty sexy with tousled hair, I thought to myself as I looked in the mirror.

"Stop admiring yourself, pretty boy," Jake said to snap me out of my self-lusting, "You better go before I jump on you and ravage your chastity."

"Okay, okay," I said as I turned to face him. Oh, my! He was in his best pose, deliberately showing off his naked body. He was lying prostrate on the bed with his head turned towards me. His perfectly shaped buns were thrusted up in the air slightly. My dick was getting bigger in my pants. He was a natural cockteaser.

"Jake, I would like to kiss you goodbye, but I don't think it's a good idea right now," I said as I opened the bedroom door.

"Am I just too irresistible for you?" Jake replied seductively as he started to grind his crotch into the bed. It was getting hot.

"No, it's `coz you just swallowed my cum," I said and quickly retreated and closed the door. I could hear Jake's swearing and the sound of pillows thrown against the bedroom door as I ran downstairs, laughing like crazy.

I got to my room without any incident. My parents were still in la-la land, thankfully. I closed the door and went straight to the window and opened the curtain. Jake was at his window waiting for me. He was still naked. I gave him a smile. He tried to look angry but could not. He gave up and smiled in return. I waved goodbye to him and closed the curtain. I opened the curtain slightly and he was still there, smiling, still lusciously naked. I closed the curtain again with a huge grin plastered on my face. I slid into my bed and tried to sleep but all I can see was Jake's last pose on his bed. Somehow, I fell asleep smiling.

I woke up late morning around eleven. I did not want to get up yet. So I did not. I woke up again around one in the afternoon, feeling really groggy. I seldom sleep past midday but what happened in the early morning really zapped my energy. Jake was probably still in bed too. Only for him, it was a habit on Sundays. Usually, his parents would have gone out to have a picnic (no kidding!) while he was still in bed. My parents would be in church, meeting with their friends and would only come back after two in the afternoon. Usually, I would be with them. It was only since the last two years that I did not go with them regularly. I was glad that they understood and did not pressure me to go with them. Being a teenager, it was getting pretty lame being in the midst of old people and children. Not that I minded it so much. I liked chatting with the old geezers and joking with the kids, as long as the old ones did not ask about my current 'girlfriend' and the young ones did not give their sisters phone numbers to me.

I sat up in a flash. I just remembered that I promised my parents last Sunday that I would vacuum the living room this Sunday as they had invited some guests to the house. It was Derek Jones' family. I knew him from school. He was one of the few interesting kids in church and he never gave me his sister's love note. He told me he tore it up. I had wondered why. He was the typical choirboy type. Blond, cute and innocent looking, Derek could pass as a fifteen year old. Well, of course he would, he was fifteen the last time I checked. He was also pretty intelligent and could verbally spar with me on any subject. I respected him for that.

I sighed to myself. It was time to get up and get in the vacuuming groove. I had slept in my clothes from last night so I did not bother to change.

I had finished my job and was in the bathroom showering when I heard my parents arrive with the Joneses. I took my towel, dried my wet body, wrapped the towel around my waist and went into my room.

"Eric, come down. There's someone here to see you," my mother called out to me from downstairs.

"Okay Mom, I'll be down soon," I shouted in reply as I closed the door. I put on my dark blue polo shirt and 501 jeans with no underwear again and went downstairs to meet the Joneses. As I entered the living room, I saw Derek was alone, sitting on the couch, looking bored staring at his hands.

"Hey, what's up," I said to him and he jerked his head towards me in surprise. I chuckled at his reaction. "Lost in the Matrix again, Derek," I continued as he looked at me with his mouth open. Then, Derek blue eyes twinkled as he grinned at me. He looked cute. In many ways he reminded me of a fourteen-year-old Jake. "Where are the adults?" I asked him.

"They're at the back, doing what adults do. I haven't seen you at church lately. Where've you been? I mm... Can we go to your room?" Derek replied quickly. "I'm bored. Do you have any games?" He continued speaking nervously.

"Calm down, man. Lets go see the parents first," I said and led him to the back. I shook Derek's parents hand and got the normal compliments from his mother about how good looking I was and what a heartbreaker I was turning into. I just smiled through it all and told both set of parents that Derek and I were going to my room.

As we went up the stairs to my humble abode, I felt the pain in my stomach. Man, I was hungry. I had no breakfast nor lunch.

"Did you all have lunch already?" I asked Derek as we went inside my room. He nodded in reply.

"I'm really starving, man. Do you mind if we go out to McDs or someplace?" I said to him.

"Okay, but I don't have mucho bucko with me."

"Don't worry 'bout it. You're my guest," I replied. Then, I remembered Jake. He must be hungry too. "Wait here, okay. Just switch on the PS2 and enjoy yourself. I gotta make a call." So Derek did as I suggested as I went to the hallway and made the phone call to Jake.

The phone rang twice before Jake picked it up. "Hello, Andersen's residence. How can I help you?"

"I love you. You were fuckin' fantastic this morning," I whispered into the phone mouthpiece.

"Okay. I love you too but how can I help you other than jerk you off?"

"You can help by coming over, now."

"I'm naked."

"Get dressed first, doofus. I'm starving. I wanna go to McDs and you're gonna drive us there."

"Give me five minutes to be ready. I'll come over your place."

"And Jake..."

"Yeah?"

"This is our first test."

"What are you talking about? What test? Dude, you've been drinking from the toilet bowl again?"

"Fuck you, Jake. I have Derek Jones from school with me. We're gonna bring him to McDs. Its a test for us to see if we can keep our hands off each other in public."

There was silence for a few seconds before Jake replied; "You got Derek with you...?"

"Yeah. What's wrong with you man? You know the kid. He's okay."

"He's one of them."

"One of what? You're talking crazy man."

"One of your secret boy admirers. I noticed the way he looked at you at school. He's got it real bad. What did you do to the boy, Eric?"

"What?"

"You heard me. Just be careful with the boy, okay. Don't let him get any ideas."

"Shit. How long have you been noticing all this?"

"Ever since I fell in love with you. Look, dude. Let's talk about my obsession with you later okay. I'm starving too. I'll be there soon," Jake said and hung up. I guessed it was a sensitive issue for him. He had been looking out for me all this while. I felt warm all over.

Derek was sitting on my bed with the wireless game pad in his hands, twisting and turning as he shot his way through the virtual Bronx, eliminating cars and bad guys on the 29" TV screen. He had unbuttoned his shirt. I could see his well formed pecs and tits... sorry, nipples and felt a stirring in my groin. My teenage hormones were in overdrive.

"I like your pecs man. You've been working out," I said as I sat next to him and put my right hand on his right shoulder and slightly squeezed the flesh there.

"Huh?" Derek said and died. Well, his game character did. He almost died too, I thought, as he blinked his eyes several times, trying to make sense of what I just said and did. Jake warned me but I also wanted to see if Jake was right. The way Derek reacted to my proximity made me begin to agree with Jake's assessment on Derek.

"You're dead, man," I said pointing to the screen.

"Oh! Shit. Yeah, I've been working out. You look great too," Derek replied nervously. This boy had a strange way of mixing up his replies. He did not move his body away from mine though. In fact, I felt him leaning slightly against me.

"Hey, you two." Jake said from the bedroom door. I quickly turned and smiled at Jake as he looked at where my right hand was.

"Hi, Jake," I said in reply, "That was quick."

"Not as quick as I should have been," Jake replied as he looked at Derek and me. Derek gave Jake a puzzled look and said, "Yo, Jake. What's up?"

"Hey, Derek. Eric told me I'm driving you guys to McDs," Jake replied, "let's go. I'm starving."

So we went out after I told my parents and Derek's.

At McDs, Jake took our orders and got in the line while Derek and I went searching for a table. We took one near the glass window with a good view of the street.

"So, Jake's your best friend, right?" Derek asked after we sat down.

"Yeah. Been best buds since he moved in next door."

"Lucky guy. I heard he's been doing Cynthia."

"Me too," I said and quickly added, "heard about it, I mean."

"You talk like Yoda," he said and giggled.

"You gossip like a girl," I countered with a grin.

"You probably know all the dirty stuff, being best buds and all, " Derek replied, ignoring my taunt.

"Let's just stop there okay. I'm his best bud after all, you know. Nothing is comin' out of this mouth," I said, not wanting to go any further with the subject.

"Sorry man. Didn't mean to pry."

"No prob. What about you? You're cute enough to get some really nice girl."

"Not as cute as you though," Derek said and immediately blushed. He realized too late the many implications of what just slipped out of his mouth. I wanted to help him though.

"I think Jake's cuter, don't you?"

"Huh?"

"Jake is cuter than me. That's why he got Cynthia and I didn't."

"I agree, totally," Jake interrupted as he placed the tray with our ice-cold cokes on the table. He sat on the stool next to mine. "They'll send the burgers in a bit," Jake said before I managed to open my mouth to ask.

"So?" I turned and asked Derek.

"Nope. I think Cynthia is way cuter than you two and she don't have no dick," Derek replied coolly. I was impressed with this cute fifteen year-old boy's recovery.

"You're wrong Derek. I believe she had a dick almost every week if you believe the rumors," Jake said and resulted in all of us bursting out in laughter. The tension was broken and we continued chatting about school and girls like 'normal'. It felt a bit phony to me but, even then, the fake feeling was normal. 'Go figure' was my final thought as all of us continued with our subterfuge. However, this time Jake and I were in it together. Derek was alone. It made me a little sad. I wanted to tell Derek about Jake and me but I could not guarantee Derek's reaction would be to accept and then admit his own secrets. It was very probable that he would freak out and go homophobic on us, because when you were a teenager, image was everything.

We finished our late lunch at McDs and went straight home, my place. Jake went straight to his house as Derek and I went to mine. Derek's parents and mine were in the living room talking. I had no idea what they were talking about but it was obvious that they changed the subject as we entered the room.

"Ah, Derek, Eric. Had a good time?" Mom asked both of us.

"It was great, Mrs. Collins," Derek answered brightly.

"Well, we have to go," Derek's mother said, "thank you so much for having us here Cecelia, Mark, Eric."

Derek's father got up with his wife and said, "Thanks, thanks a lot for everything," and shook our hands. They left really quickly. Before that though I managed to tell Derek of how much I enjoyed his company and to catch up with him tomorrow at school.

"What was all that about?" I asked as soon as the front door closed behind me.

"I told you he's quick," Dad said to Mom. Mom just smiled and looked at me.

"What? What's going on?"

"Not a psychic, thankfully," my Dad said and Mom nodded in agreement and both of looked at me like I was a lab specimen.

"Mom, Dad, what have you guys done now? Sold me to the Joneses?"

Mom raised her eyebrows as she and Dad looked at each other.

I was an only child and my relationship with my parents were so close that sometimes they were more like my older siblings rather than my parents. This was such a time. They were toying with me like two cats cornering a small shivering mouse. I did not have ESP but my ability to extrapolate possibilities using available facts were quite well developed. I daydreamed a lot.

"Let's sit in the living room," Mom said and both my Dad and I followed her. I sat at the single seater as Mom and Dad sat next to each other on the three-seater sofa. This thing they were going to tell me was something really important, as the last time I remembered being in the same situation was when they wanted to talk about sex and being responsible. Jake popped into my mind with that memory hook. I wished he were here right now. It was not fair with two adults against one good-looking teenager. We need two good-looking teenagers to repel the adult powers. I inwardly laughed at my own joke. I wanted Jake's arms around me and his lips on my neck. I could handle anything with Jake. I missed Jake's head on my shoulder and his long blond hair. My parents just kept looking at me.

"Well, just tell me, okay. Cut the suspense," I finally broke the silence, not being able to withstand the four x-ray eyes that parents seemed to have. If they continued looking at me like that, they might discover that their son had an erection due to their neighbor's son. That would not be good.

"Do you get along well with Derek?" Mom asked.

"Yeah, he's cool," I replied with suspicion lurking in my mind. "What were my parents up to?" I thought.

"Good, because he's coming to live with us," my Mom said to me.

to be continued...

Well, sorry about the cliffhanger. Email me at fyiord@yahoo.com.